Nothing In This World (смешанная)

He hadn't meant to. He really hadn't meant to. It sort of just came out. He didn't even know what he was doing in the teacher's lounge, but before he could tell his body not to do anything stupid, his feet took him to where he knew Professor Snape was. Still, he stood there looking at the older man, those black soulful eyes staring at him like they always did when he was angry. "I'm in love with you, Professor." Harry let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. His words were out in the open, and he could do nothing about it. All the professors at Hogwarts knew how he felt, and he couldn't go back now.
The man he'd grown to love stood there, speechless, his eyes narrow and skin pale. "Get out." He spat. His words made Harry physically recoil into himself as his venomous voice pierced through his ears.
"But, sir."
If it was even possible, Snape's eyes narrowed into even smaller slits until his eyes were almost closed. "Get. Out." He spat again, a bit more angry than before, "before I throw you out!"
Harry quickly walked out of the room, tears falling down his face.